My wife Liesel and I are now in our fifties and living an active cuckold lifestyle in the Indianapolis suburbs where I grew up. This might seem unusual to many people since I am a doctor and she is a nurse and we live in a very conservative small town. But the real story here is how this way of life came about.
My name is Ed, and I graduated from high school in 1972. I had some interest in medical science but wasn't sure what I specifically wanted to do. So, I went to a community college in the area. I took as many pre-medical related courses as I could in their two-year program. But, by the time I graduated with a two-year degree in 1974, I had run out of money, and still really didn’t know what I wanted to do.
My solution to the problem was to apply to join the Air Force and request an enlisted medical support training program, and fortunately I was accepted. After training I was assigned to the Ramstein Air Base hospital in Germany, to serve the remainder of my four years of active duty.
I pretty much just focused on work for my first several months at the hospital on the base. The bar scene didn’t interest me very much, even though I was then twenty-one years old. And besides, I usually worked the evening shift at the hospital and didn’t get off work until 1:00 am or later in the morning. I started looking for other ways to mingle with the local people, and hopefully meet a local girl.
I was eligible to eat all my meals in the base cafeteria, but I found a nice, twenty-four-hour diner right outside the base entrance where I started going for breakfast in the early morning hours. I was never in a big hurry, so I took my time getting to the diner and hung around for a while after I had finished eating. I soon noticed that a very pretty German girl came into the diner shortly after 2:00 am almost every night, and she was always alone. After seeing her there for several weeks, I finally got the courage to introduce myself.
Her name is Liesel, and she spoke very good English with a cute German accent. She was twenty years old, five feet and seven inches tall and looked to weigh about one hundred and twenty-five pounds. She is a classic German beauty and looked a lot like the actress Diane Kruger who was Nicolas Cage’s love interest in the 'National Treasure' movies, except Liesel’s tits are larger and looked to be a full D-cup. I started timing my visits to the diner to arrive when she did, and we became good friends.
She told me that she is a waitress and dancer at a local bar that is primarily patronized by the men from the air base. She normally wore a short skirt and a tight blouse with the buttons half undone and was tunningly sexy. The bar closed at 2:00 pm every night and that is why she came to the diner the same time every night for breakfast, except for Sunday and Monday nights when the bar was closed.
I requested to have the night shift at the hospital permanently since it was very convenient with Liesel and I working similar evening shifts. My request was easily approved since most of the guys wanted to be off in the evenings. We eventually started meeting in the daytime before work as well as at night. I was falling in love with her and I thought she felt the same about me. The only friction we had was when I said I could get a night off and come see her in the club. She was adamant that I shouldn’t come there since her boss has a policy against friends or family interfering with her at work.
We normally held hands and kissed some, but I was always polite and didn't want to be pushy with her sexually. I was actually thinking of making her my wife and wanted to show her the utmost respect. Then one night we went to her apartment after our late breakfast, and our relationship changed dramatically for the better. We were kissing on her couch and she gently took my hand and placed it on her big breasts.
When I hesitated a little she said, “Ed, I really appreciate that you haven’t pressed me for sex. Heaven knows that all the other guys I've dated have tried to get me into bed on the first date. But I know that we have a special relationship and I want to feel closer with you. So, come on, baby, and loosen up a little. I know that you respect me and that makes me want you even more.”
We resumed kissing as Liesel unfastened the buttons and let her blouse fall open. I began rubbing those gorgeous breasts as we kissed deeply. We were both getting turned on and breathing deeply and she slowly laid back on the couch. I pulled away from kissing her and began to suck her tits. It was an amazing feeling holding those heavy globes of flesh in my hands and tasting her salty nipples.
She had not had time to shower, and I’m sure that I was tasting her dried sweat from a night of dancing at work. But her taste just excited me more. My libido was kicking in and I started kissing her belly just below her tits and was working my way down to her pubic area.
I couldn’t help but think of the fun I had with a girl named Jeannie in my senior year of high school. She taught me the joy of sucking pussy, and I just love the smell and taste of it. I have a small dick, so she didn’t have a lot of interest in fucking me. I also have to admit that Jeannie and I had a rather unusual relationship. She was dating other boys at the same time I was seeing her, and I finally learned that I had often been sucking her pussy right after other boys had fucked her.
It’s hard to explain, but I really like the taste, smell and texture of the juices flowing from her well-fucked pussy. Sucking her cum-filled pussy like that must seem gross to most people, but for me it's a very pleasing nectar. She told me that none of the other boys would suck her pussy like that because they thought she was a slut. She felt close to me for sucking her like that, and we dated until she moved away to go to college.
But back to Liesel, I was kissing and licking her belly and getting close to her belly button. And, I was starting to pick up her strong, musky scent, and it reminded me of the aroma of Jeannie’s pussy after she had been fucked and the fluids were getting a little riper. It's that aroma of sweat and pussy juices mixed with a load or more of cum from other men. At about that time Liesel realized where I was heading and she reaching down to hold my head to keep me from going lower.
She said, “Ed, please don’t go down on me right now. I’ve been on my feet all evening and dancing and haven’t had time to shower. I feel dirty and nasty down there.”
Then I pleaded with her saying, “Please, Liesel, I just love the smell of your sex and I very badly want to taste you. You couldn’t have known this about me until now, but I can’t think of anything sexier than sucking your pussy after your long night of work. So please, baby, let me taste you right now before you've showered.”
Liesel then said, “None of my past boy friends would even think of going down on me after work, if ever. Most of them think it's nasty to suck a pussy, and I just got used to the fact that no men would do that for me. Some of them even thought I was a slut for working in a bar as a dancer and all they wanted to do was fuck me. If you’re determined to suck my pussy, just be warned that it might be nastier than you think down there. Don’t blame me if it grosses you out.”
I could tell by her smell and her comments that she was giving me a serious warning, and that she was likely doing more than just dancing at the club. There were a mixture of odors, but the smell of stale cum was stronger than the rest of them and was unmistakable.
I tried to give her some comfort by saying, “Thank you so much, Liesel for letting me do this. I promise that I won’t be grossed out about anything that concerns you. Nothing about you could be nasty as far as I’m concerned.”
She eased her grip on my head and I continued kissing her lower until I reached the waist band of her skirt. I reached to the side and unbuttoned and unzipped her skirt. She raised her ass up a little as I pulled the skirt away. I was then looking at the most gorgeous pubis mound and vulva that I clearly saw through her narrow, thin and wet panties. Her panties were obviously soaked with cum, and I covered her panty-covered pussy with my mouth and began sucking the juices from her. She also had cum and her juices running down the inside of her thighs, and I sucked that clean as well. The taste was everything that I remembered from Jeannie and more. I was sucking on her vulva as my tongue worked up and down her slit and on her clitoris.
After a few minutes of sucking her like that, Liesel arched her back and pushed her pussy even harder into my mouth and almost screamed, “Oh fuck, fuck, fuck! I have never felt anything like that before and I’m having a climax. Keep sucking me, baby and I’ll have another one for you. I can feel all the juices from my pussy flowing into your mouth.”
After her second climax subsided I backed off a little and pulled down her panties. Her thick pussy lips were covered with neatly trimmed, blonde hair and I still saw some of her juices and cum remnants oozing from her cunt. I covered her pussy with my mouth again and tongued her until I knew that I had swallowed all her aromatic and tasty juices. I moved back up until our heads were together and began kissing her again. She seemed a little reluctant to kiss me at first, probably for fear of tasting the nasty fluids that I had sucked from her pussy.
She then pulled back a little and said, “Ed, what you did for me felt just wonderful. No one has ever before done that for me. But I have something I need to tell you, something about my work at the club.”
I replied, “You don’t need to tell me anything about your work at the club. And besides, I might have more insight than you think.”
She continued, “I just have to tell you about my work. I am a waitress some of the time, but if we have enough customer demand, I also do lap dances. And not just normal lap dances like most of the girls do. There is a small, private room behind the lap dance area where special customers pay one hundred dollars for extra services, while regular lap dances are only thirty dollars. Please don’t be angry with me, but I usually work in that back area, and the lap dances there end in bareback sex.”
I interrupted her and said, “Please, Leisel, I told you that nothing about you could gross me out. You don’t need to tell me any more about your work.”
But she continued, “I end up stripping, sucking their cocks, and then throwing my leg over their laps and fucking them, right there in their chairs while they suck my big tits. Most of my steady customers have big cocks, and I just love the fullness a big cock gives my pussy. I’m on birth control, so I’m not worried about getting pregnant. I don’t like them to wear condoms because I just love the feeling of their cum shooting in as they hold their cock heads against my cervix. That’s why I told you not to come by the club. I didn’t want you to know what a slut I am for fucking all of those men.”
I said, “You could never be a slut to me. I’ll explain myself after you finish what you have to say.”
Liesel continued, “The reason I tried to stop you from sucking my pussy tonight is because I like to wait as long as possible to clean up. I just love the feeling of the cum and my juices in my pussy, soaking the gusset of my panties, and running down my legs. And tonight, I had three customers in the back room within an hour of quitting time. You sucked my pussy and licked their cum off of my thighs before I could clean up. I know that you had to taste and swallow a lot of cum from those men. So please don’t be angry with me, Ed. I tried to stop you from sucking my soiled pussy like that.”